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Текст (слова) песни: Big Nug f First Lady (Major Figgas) - Long Time Comin` 12"

[Big Nug] - Speaking
As I look back, and remember all the shit that`s happened to me
I realize that...it`s been a long time coming...

[Big Nug] - Rapping
It was hard growin` up, where I lived
One bedroom apartment, Eight little kids
One mother, no father, nigga was all coked up
Thinkin` back I might have even sold that nigga some
At school till three, Hit the corners till two
Part of the family, Helped me deal wit da shit I went through
No promise, a prison with no escape
Growing up in a drugland of poverty and rape
My picture is still on the wall at all the police stations
All the post offices, Nation-wide, I was braisin
A lil` kid, Too dumb to stay out of trouble
A knucklehead, thought by my Moms to be lovable
So much potential, but without a fuckin` cause
Eager to be the cat to break all the fuckin` laws
My best friend was Mary, And that ain`t no chick
Gina was the name of the girl used to suck my dick, anyway
Time passed and I got older
Father of three children, Not even twenty-one or older
Turned to the streets to keep a nigga sober
Like a shoulder, Except I couldn`t lean over
What a life, Now I push around in a Red Range Rover
Take my girl to eat lunches at Dober, Kid`s off the street
The struggle is over

[First Lady] - Rapping
Wasn`t shit hard...The way our life turned around
Wasn`t shit hard...How we had to survive on that ground
Wasn`t shit hard...Tryin` to hold shit down
It`s been a long time comin`, As I look back where I`m from and
Wasn`t shit hard...Buyin` dubs wit stamps
Wasn`t shit hard...Paper pillows, Old kerosine lamps
Wasn`t shit hard...Cockroaches and all dem ants
It`s been a long time comin`, As I look back where I`m from and

[Big Nug] - Rapping
I still remember that day, Meetin` wit record execs
Outside of the office, Took a hit and a deep breath
Never thought rappin` could bring me so much
Always thought the rap game was too hard to touch
It`s too much
For me to sit back and think, About my life, it`s old direction
And how I was on the brink, Of losin` my head
Not givin` a fuck about work, But instead
Chillin` wit my peoples all day long, If I wasn`t signed by Chris
I would have been done writing songs
Put it out strong, My mother used to say
And maybe one day, You`ll be able to stay
Legit, Leave behind all this thug shit
My mother never thought I was ever comin` home
Feared my ass was iced and alone
Cuz didn`t nobody say shit in my hood when they saw it
Think about black folks, We the last to call it
And all these corny rappers talkin` bout
In west Philadelphia born and raised
Make it sound like paradise,
Like Philly life should be praised
Yo ma

[First Lady] - Talking
Sup nigga

[Big Nug] - Talking
Remember dem days

[First Lady] - Rapping
No doubt, When niggas used to steal my mail and
Sell it back to me, No meaning of life
Cuz if I had that they`d take that from me
Workin` three jobs to feed my kids
While my baby father ran off with some trick
Oh I remember

[Big Nug] - Rapping
Them days when it was hard to keep it real
It`s been a long time coming coming,
From not knowing about my next meal

[First Lady] - Rapping
Wasn`t shit hard...The way our life turned around
Wasn`t shit hard...How we had to survive on that ground
Wasn`t shit hard...Tryin` to hold shit down
It`s been a long time comin`, As I look back where I`m from and
Wasn`t shit hard...Buyin` dubs wit stamps
Wasn`t shit hard...Paper pillows, Old kerosine lamps
Wasn`t shit hard...Cockroaches and all dem ants
It`s been a long time comin`, As I look back where I`m from and
[First Lady] - Rapping
Wasn`t shit hard...The way our life turned around
Wasn`t shit hard...How we had to survive on that ground

 

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